Lyricool Liturgy Blog

Dear Parent,  I know you have our best interest at heart and I'm very grateful for everything.  I'm sorry that I and my siblings are sometimes naughty and curious to explore, but I guess it's got something to do with our age.  I'm a novice and I know nothing next to nothing about parental care but raising my siblings and I is beyond providing us with good education, diets and healthcare.  mom, I and my siblings keep wondering why you change the channel each time those actors on TV make out or indulge in 🔞 stuff, yet you've never sat us down to educate us about sex.  I once eavesdroped on your conversation with Ann. you told her that *kissing can get her pregnant, well mom, she knows you are lying🙄 and Tobi has been kissing a girl at school yet she hasn't taken in 🤔🤔🤔 Dad you also told Ann and I that we'll get pregnant if we allow a boy touch us. Hmmmm.. 🙈  I touched a guy at the party last weekend 🤔🤔🤔 does that mean I'd be a mom soon? 🤰🤰🤰 mom...

The days are coming To those who plaque their reign with gloom and doom  To those who fatten themselves with bribes and loot  To those who have insatiable taste for the blood of the innocent  The days are coming...   To those who sow hatred and instigate terror amongst brethren  To those who manipulate elections, disenfranchise and repress the people  To those who use religion and ethnic difference to disunite the people  The days are coming... The days when votes can neither be sold or bought  The days when political charades will be considered silly and naught  The days when only competent leaders would be sought  The days when our unity will be in our diversity  The days when the people will unite and raise above repression  The days are coming...

 Just when she finished her SSCE with flying colours, her dad and mom died in a ghastly motor accident, leaving  her behind with two younger siblings who couldn't tell the difference between their left and right hands.  Her father's relatives shared and carted away with all the properties her deceased parent possed. With her hope of ever becoming the accountant she had always dreamt of becoming - dashed, she was left with no choice but to fend for her younger ones.  She's the girl next door, the runs girls, the pole dancer that performs at that club down town, she's the girl that sales alcohol at the bar. She's the girl that dances & twerks in the street to attract customers for that trendy mobile phone brand.  Yes! some of her decisions are over the roof and irrational, but she's gotta do what she's gotta do to foot the bills and at least give her two adorable kiddos a better life.  Call her all you want, judge her for all I care. Life has been very ve...